My dad ran a sales crew in Wisconsin when I was a kid and one weekend he took me with to his best salesman's house for a dinner party. I was bored to death as the only kid there, and the guy's house we were at took me and set me up with his vcr and his vhs library to keep me entertained. Going thru his tapes I found a bunch of recorded Steelers games, so I was watching those when he checked in on me later. He was surprised I wasn't a packers fan like every other kid in Wisconsin. I told him I'd been a Steelers fan as long as I had watched football and he said hold on a minute, and right then and there called his long time friend Rocky Bleier and handed me the phone. Wish I could say I acted cool about it, but what ended up happening was I told Rocky Bleier I was a Steelers fan and that's about all I could manage to say to such a Steelers great. Blown oppurtunity I suppose...but yeah, I was in grade school and star struck. anyway, thanks for posting the link.

I met Rocky at some random appearance he made a one of those banks he used to shill for. I was the only person there to see him, which was kind of sad. Regardless, I shook his hand (enormous hand that it was) and told him that his team brought a lot of joy and madness to my life. He was very polite and nice-- not the most interesting/engaging-- I'm glad that his place in football/Steelers history is enduring.

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Suwanee88 wrote:

But it’s your fault that you are kind of a stubborn jagoff that would argue with a fence post